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Relationship Related Poems

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Head Over Heels - Why should one person Have the power to decide the life I lead? The happiness or depression I feel? She has the power to dictate my life...

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My Dear, Lost, Ever Empathetic - We sat there together, Laughing uncontrollably with and at each other, While those around us stared at us, And couldn't to see the source of our hilarity...

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A Mistaken Catch - If you believe you have caught the Wrong Fish, Take some time to make sure, But do not take too long, As the longer you hold her out of the water, The harder it will be on both of you When she is finally returned to the sea...

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The Wrong Fish - Destroy all evidence That associates yourself, Happiness, And What Was...

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A Prominent Fish On My Mind - At any chance my mind gets, It will project her name into my head. It seems it is engraved upon my mind - I cannot escape it...

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Ambiguous Enmity - We have parted, And now she comforts herself In the arms of another. Faces are changeable, The feeling will still be the same for her - Of comfort, security and a place to hide...

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Dispossessed - Slowly I am refreshing my ideas Of what defines life, And she now plays an infinitely smaller role...

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Acidic Tendrils - Tendrils of mist travelling my mind. If I hear a familiar laugh, See a similar smile, A figure akin to hers, The mist thickens and saturates my mind...

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Civlised Enmity - Tired of seeing her face each day, Sick of having to speak civilly to her; Having to see her far too familiar Smiles, nuances and body each day...

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Anguish - She employs the tools of reason That she used to recover from What Was, And brings the reality of my many faults Crashing down in front of my eyes...

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The Near Infinite Jigsaw - The bubbles cushioning ourselves from each other Have been burst by the knowledge That we were not meant for each other - Our jigsawed souls do not mesh...

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Temporary Bliss - This one moment While we are happy In ignorance of who each other really is...

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Only one iron in the fire - That which I had wished for has collapsed, And now I have nothing to be happy about....

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Fade the Scar - Her name and face are no longer Burnt into the surface my mind, But deeper down There is still the scar...

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Couldn't Careless - I cannot let her hold my emotions In the palm of her hand any longer - Able to turn my feelings torrid With such as a flicker of her eye...

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Safe - Always running back to the safety of loneliness - Back to the safety of being close to no-one...

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Useless Pain - By what right do females Have the power to pain and confuse me? Why?...

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Social Cocoon - Hide from the responsibility Of caring for other people's feelings. Run away so fast...

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Like a Distant Star - So peaceful and beautiful from afar, Yet so tumultuous and destructive when you are close (But not close enough to feel inner peace and love)...

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Faded Chance - It has stayed with me, And probably always will. For we were so close, So close to being together - Emotionally instead of just physically...

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Never a reality- To have the world line-up With the beauty and love in my head - That would be...PuRely impossible and imaginary...

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Momentary Peace - You listen to the words - They are not yours. This person you do not know. You drift along slowly, Listening - The words become yours...

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Emotional Emptiness - Back once more to the Emotional emptiness That my life seems to gravitate towards...

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And the music fades - They all dance happily away from me - They pair up, Or go in groups, Dancing further and further away, Leaving me in a space Once filled with friendship and love...

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Hide in the I of the Storm - Emotions tumble round me, I watch them go by with fear - Hoping they do not catch me up in their energy. So much pain flies around me, I sit here idly: Hiding from it - Watching other people's souls Slowly melt away with sorrow...

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A Void - My life can go nearly perfectly, But that is it, isn't it, For it is only nearly - Never are my Relationships Quite what I wish them to be - And so, I cannot take those last few steps Towards Happiness...

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Hermit - I yearn for closeness, But instead, Sit here alone. I lie in the dark And search for any meanings - All elude me...

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Charred Heart - I lie here and weep at the finality of your departure, And at how much of our lives That have now become nothing but pain. You shut your eyes and closed your heart on me Long before I ever closed mine on you...

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Solitude Unforeseen - How can this feel so right, When I know that it is not? We talk - It feels so natural; We laugh - It feels so comfortable... But as we walk, A crack forms between us...

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Impending Man - So much of this world: Dirty, putrid - Not in body, But in soul. I am repulsed by the actions Of unsanctified people...

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Rose Tinted Relationship - I cannot keep my eyes closed To the reality of our Relationship any longer - For so long have I seen you As my heart has directed - And you have come across...Perfectly. But there have been differences, Misunderstandings, Points of light...

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Walk On By - I immerse myself in thoughts of her. I close my eyes, And see flashes of her - Still images of her: Smiling at me, Holding my hand. And my thoughts turn to dreams - Dreams of happiness, Of life together...

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Gyroscope - I already know that she is not right for me - So why do I persist in this foolish infatuation? Maybe because I have found no-one else, And cannot forget her - As for each multitude of differences I see Can be drowned and forgotten by One smile...

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Dance of the iris - Always trying to decide whether the glances Are appreciative or deplorative. When nearby - So incredibly aware of the exact distance between us. The dance of the eyes - Prancing, twirling, flicking back and forth...

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Go forth Warily - Gently sloping lands lie before you - Lush vegetation all the way to the horizon - An amazing horizon - So many exotic and wonderful hues - It's not that far away... You go forth to try your luck - But no sooner do you begin to walk Than do crevasses appear...

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Afrayed Us - Our past was together, And there was so much misunderstanding and pain, Some of which is still not rectified. Now, it is long since, But every time that we embark On a friendship It fails...

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Leave - It joys me to see Happiness shine on your face As a reflection of your heart. But currently, it is not so. There is occasionally a smile - But it is only the physical part of you That is being forced to smile, Nothing more...

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Patient - Watching the light play over her perfect skin - Perfectly shaded, Perfectly shaped. The hair that folds lightly on her back and shoulders, The purity of her body - But then I must wonder: What scars has she in her soul? What blackness might speck her mind? For none of us are fully clean...

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Let not inspired by lu(v)st - Some are obsessed Only on looks - And that is often Exactly how my 'love' Used to be - But now my affection More often comes From a knowledge of that person...

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An ethereal love - Extra-sensory feel of understanding - An astounding sense of empathy And of shared love. We hold this look at each other And in it We find a deeper sense of understanding...

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Snow white - Is she purer than others I've met? Less touched by the darkness That travels this world so freely? Or is it only that my mind-model of her Dis-includes the taint Because of her physical beauty? Or maybe is she one of the blessed Who takes forgiveness And lets it redeem her fully...

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Self-inflicted obsession - I see her arrive And my heart falters in its beat - Her face inspires within A mixture of peace, joy and yearning - Her smiles give me glimpses Of a contentment yet to be realised...

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Skin treatment - I see And turn in sorrow - For what your enjoyment is derived from Is all a game of 'picking-up' - Not of enjoying And understanding people more - Simply a lust to be satisfied...

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Union - A seeming emptiness within Played upon and opened up - Made conscious of, And in this light of my thoughts It grows Deeper, Wider - Engulfing my consciousness. Why do I fear A life devoid of a partner...

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Blessed three way relationship - Please don't tempt me, For I wish to please you, But I also wish to please God - But your beauties and your ways Are overcoming my self-control...

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It's a fickle old life - My happiness relies upon relationships - Fair enough - Except that I rely upon relationships With girls, Not upon more sturdy friendships, Or an eternally stable relationship with God...

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Pretty piece of flesh - My happiness relies upon relationships - Fair enough - Except that I rely upon relationships With girls, Not upon more sturdy friendships, Or an eternally stable relationship with God...

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Picture perfect - I find my desire resting In drawings - For they are, I suppose, Picture perfect. Her features just so fantastic And everything just right...

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Love the idea - I love. Or I think I love. I love a girl. Or do I love an idea? I love the idea Of the comfort that she brings me...

The Rest of the Poems

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Evolution - It is widely believed To have originated Somewhere in Africa...

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Vita - It's journey is, generally, A straight line...

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Have a Mind! - It is a tumultuous and bottomless pit...

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Confusion - Who are we To judge another's life?...

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Labelled - People walk the streets, Each belonging to a sect To which there has been built A stereotype...

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The Final Pillage - The World's eyes are closed As humanity plunders her sacred places...

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Friend and Foe - Bases itself on humanity, But tears away From the shackles Of some harsh, Truthful realities...

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? - To value education, Or to spit on those who do...

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Content to be Alone - Let me dream my dreams, Live your social rollercoaster...

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Ode to the Author - Let your mind channel minds of others, And live them upon unmarked leaf...

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Escapist - Join me in a world Where we are not us, But where us are now they...

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C'est Moi - I do not want these troubles. My exodus begins immediately...

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As Good As A Holiday - This is wrong. I am not supposed to be this way. Am I?...

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Abused - Let me walk alone awhile. I grow tired of the petty personal problems Experienced by those around me...

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The Return - I have escaped from the abuse. But after a while, I yearn to help others through their problems, I yearn to be a pillar supporting them...

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My Independence - You attempt to direct my life, But for the moment I walk my own path...

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What Do I Remember?: Who Am I? - My heart is not an impregnable fortress, Everything around me is taken in, All is remembered somewhere deep inside...

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Terminal Disease - My Poetry is failing, My life in this world No longer holds my interest, I have no desire to express it...

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Terminal Escapism - I used escapism to get away from The minor annoyances of life. She was alway my sanctuary. These minor annoyances have multiplied indefinitely...

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I Dig Again - This is my depression: Life is temporarily grey. Things that usually would not bother, Infuriate me...

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The Lure of the Sword - It is a type of beauty, An embrace, An escape from any difficulties Life has thrown in your face...

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Wave the White Flag - I find myself looking at a car As he slides towards me. I wonder if I should let him swallow me...

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Drop in the Ocean - My feelings cloud my mind. They take unrivalled control, And banish all rational thoughts. They overreact to minor provocations And my perceptions become tinted By the fury of my mind...

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Lost - Depression is a mist Shrouding my head from the light - It has had no reason to leave ...

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Happiness? What is that? - Passion for life. What a foreign concept that is to me. Like the sea: Little of interest for such a long time, My life ebbs...

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Blurred Life - Social occasions have lost their life to me, Lost their colour. All is seen as through a dirty lens...

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Swamped - I am stagnating. I have been repeating The same movements for too long...

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Ode to the Innocent - He was taken from this world Before he discovered the reality of it - Before it crushed his enthusiasm...

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A Final Silence - Man, Since he learned how to sin, Has manipulated, Tortured, And polluted the natural world...

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Utopia - I own my world, I love my world, There is none of the evils That are present in this one...

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Fittest survive - Fittest in the mind? Or survival of the most devious and evil? - Returning once more - The hum of civilisation the first mark...

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I will go quietly - Up and down, Fluctuate, my precious mind, Fluctuate. For in this you will learn to live with all situations...

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Counted Out - She left this world, But not before it crushed her will. She left by choice...

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Goodbye World - I look up and see once again The beauty of the night sky - The stars, the galaxy - Going on infinitely. The stars are slowly winking out...

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Words of Woe - Why so complex? One word Sets off explosions in another's head - Their problems, Fears And hates Rise to the surface...

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Weed of Doubt - Those who disagree with our views Plant this seed - And it cannot be touched by the fire - So, we must think about it, And in doing so, Let it grow in our mind. Once we have done this, It grows all the more dangerous...

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Cleansing Tide - And so comes the pain - Washing in over me - Larger waves come each time As the tide draws in on me - Making up for this time That I have held all inside...

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Opprobrium - Looking in the mirror - Seeing much of such distaste. Gazing into mine own eyes - Revulsion at what I am, What I have made myself For my supposed benefit, For my supposed friends. Anger pounds from within...

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Behind the face - The trek up the mountain, You see a face. You have leaders, They take you up the path they know best, Often the only one they know. Or you can sometimes reach the top by yourself, But usually you cannot decipher What you are supposed to do on reaching the summit...

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Barren Mind - Earth holds no joy - All is so grey... Drifting past... The world spins past - Again, again...

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Procrastinate - Seeing what pains others find Because of me. Wondering what to do about it...Should I try anything? Or is silence and abstinence better? Painful procrastination - Hours on end do I think of the same thing, Going through all the events in my head, Played through once again so painfully...

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Path of Thorns - Can I turn to Him? Am I even sure that He's there for me? I sit here, Questions racking my brains - Questions that I cannot answer by myself...Doubt of all...

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Learning - What am I waiting for, Lord? What am I supposed to be doing here? I seem to be forever waiting - Maybe because I am not ready for anything more - But how am I to know? I need a direction to go to. I have no aim to push towards...

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Holier than thou - Descend, damn you! If you spend all your time up there Then your pride will Block the message. The ways in which you answer me - Maybe they seem not assuming to you - But the tones flow over me and erupt in anger Because of the narrow ways in which your mind works...

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Law of Love - Love is the commandment which is higher than all others - For in loving God we wish to obey him, And in loving others We do not wish to hurt them...

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The Perfect and Restorable Alabaster Mind - A Pure, White, Clean And round sheet - Is my mind. In the centre is enthroned the Lord...

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Nibbling the hand that feeds me - Dancing the line of insulting this huge family Given to me by God - Putting forth views Which only a few may agree with. In setting my views on tolerance Am I as bad as those who I warn against?...

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Seeing the light of day - even though it has ever been so - I walk around And see the promise and beauty of so many. In each person is a God-given beauty - Still there No matter how far away from Him they may be...

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Beware the Conspectus Loci - What is this that I am? My social life is still predictable - But becoming less so - My mind when alone Wanders...Walks through foreign lands. Such abnormal landscapes - Bridges, mountains, rivers - Glens of a minority's views...How does it all go together?...

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Bait your hook with Love - Is the world's pride Truly God's humility? For in that Might we not find A possibly false sense of righteousness? We are wanted to be sure of our faith - Sure that what we follow and obey is the only way - And yet...

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Don't close your eyes, miss the answer - Here I wait, Patiently - At least - I try to. I cannot do anything else - I do not want to risk being distracted...

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Run the Race - We are told to run the race - To keep our eyes on Jesus only - Throwing off all that keeps us from doing so. But if my brother stumbles beside me - In this, he may take my eyes away from the Lord - Shall I not turn and help him up?...

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Looking in the wrong direction - What pain resides in me - Finding it's place within my soul - It's own worked-in niche to occupy. I need someone to talk to! Someone to explore my soul to So that I may understand it better myself - To expel the demons that hold me in fear and pain...

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Arise into peace - I sing to my Lord, Kneeling before Him In adoration and humility - I lift my face to his. Grief and shame weigh me down, Despair is close behind...

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Up-close and impersonal - I see a man with a mission - And a man rejected. A man with God's mission - And God rejected because of that man's mission...

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A peace to reside - My soul is lifted above the clouds - Given peace. A small thread remains Between it and my body - Through which slowly feeds the pain. I live in the physical world Unaware. My soul has retracted from that world, Drawing in all tendrils That usually invite others to interact...

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Holy is this night - Of the soft illumine - Colour lost, But colour not missed - It will return. Gazing around - Land consumed by shadow...

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Pools of Sin - Swimming some of the pools - There are so many! So many things to do - So many sinful things. The surface looks so inviting...

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Letters to the lonely - Words That may mean life to someone Never to be bared to the world Due to a shyness - A lack of faith in self...

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Idoll - In my girlfriend's locker does my faith lie. My lust for her purity and perfectness Leaves me worrying that I have already desecrated her. I am troubled by this, And so turn to consult her locker...

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Falling away - My faith has dug its hole. I feel no reason to hold me here - Except for my own stupidity. There is nothing that I can gain From sitting here Too far away from the front - Unable to hear a thing - Would it make any difference anyway?...

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Lost present - One word - Possibly said in all ignorance - Provoking: One twist, One thrust, One empathicless action - Unthinking. One release Of a pent up rage; One slip in control, One short burst of insanity: All it takes For Death to rear his silent head...

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Time without haste - Moisture fills the air - Fading light - Grey land - Mist-filled pockets and trenches. Aromas Soggily drifting - Damply coming to me With a blended, Dank resemblance Of their true odours...

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Weather the soul - As the dull light Caresses the wet landscape, My heart walks on an edge - The grey afternoon Arouses in me a joy - Exultant in the dream-like, Half-shadow world - My heart rejoices In the life-giving waters Trickling from the heavens; But the dimness begins to weigh upon me...

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Greyscale - Whispers of 'the Devil's work!', 'Devil-spawned!' Surround me...All I see is a man - Only a man's work - True, It is a work devoid of God - But it is not of Satan, Only of a single man...Though maybe that is evil enough? Paranoia abounds - A need to label...

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Absent - Incapable of logical thought; Too tired to move my own body; Too moody to climb into bed; Eyes hurting so much - But to close them seems as defeat; Exhausted of what is supposed to be life...

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Silent night - Darkened appeal of a sunset - Showing beauty In a somewhat saddening form - Of the disappearance of the day, But also of the coming of something more. The last rays of light Splintering through the dense...

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Restless spirit, find thy niche - Raise me to your purpose; Life in your life, Blood in your blood. Guide me in your perfect plan - Show me the way - Help me keep in step; I know that where you want me Is where I want to be...

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What is The Music? - I'm awake - What is that? Consciousness - ? Drifting, Dreaming... The world slowly spins by - People walk in front and behind - The crowd weaving intricately: Gaps opening just in time For one to stride through...

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Mythery - As one in a multitude - Solo - Existing as self - Incapable of truly knowing Outside of my own mind. Single - Can see into others or not - Little middle ground... My social character Becoming more and more vague...

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Flee - Agony, Fear, Loneliness: In my place. Facing the present - Knowing that this would not be the end, But little could that matter - Life is what is here - To be able to look beyond the event And see a better future because of it Takes exceedingly rational thought - Thoughts that flee far from any pain...

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Limitless canvas - Near a conversation - Impossible not to hear - So, unnoticed, I listen - In the voices I hear a story - One which relates to me each person. Listening, Deciphering - Trying not to judge, But to find an outline of who they are...

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The drifter - Living, Flying, Away...Escaped, Free. My eyes open, A simple wooden chair Sits in front of me - The stable structure Hits me with the hard physicalities That lie in the waking world...

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Euphenysm - The sounds thunder at my ears - The bass kicks in - Moving me. The woven melodies, Playing through and with each other; Concentrating on one strand, Getting caught up in the next. Following the plaited rhythms - Getting lost in the detail, Settling back in the wash of harmony...

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Serve the servant - God's love continues through all things - He loves us even as we deny Him, Even as we sin in rejection of His path. It is truly amazing And beyond any means of ours To begin to understand or fathom his love...

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Shaded Choice - Would you rather Sin than struggle, Sin than suffer? My life Once again Seems dark; God Once again Seems nowhere near...

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Just pray - Lying in anguish over the holiness of Jesus - A man, but also God - Versus the putrified state of my soul; Clouds to smother in despair In an overwhelming sense of hopelessness...

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exeunt omnes - Row upon row; Water-stained stone Supplanting the grass In practised blocks - White figures and crosses Contrasting the darkening tombs...

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Whom do you serve? - This decision's mine - Though respect from my friends Depends on what I do now; Well - it's my life - I own all decisions - I am free to do as I wish - This is NOW: I am unrestricted by anything or anyone...

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Within or without you? - Here I am: Sitting in someone else's room By myself - A comfortable bedroom, Walls covered in memories, Photos of others; I open up a conversation - A chat with God; I realise how odd the scene is...

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Love-coated, love-message - The way I hear you speak: I hear a pride turn sour my ears, Turn off my heart to what you preach - The way you say things so bluntly And matter of factly - As if there is no room for argument...

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Shout to the Lord - "The energy with which you worship Does not reach me - Instead I am quieted into refusal, Alienation and uncomfort - This is not the way That I can glorify God - This is not the way for me."...

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Message of unforgiveness - Running the line Between being respected For your single-mindedness for God And being rejected for it - Offending those who lead different lives...

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Relaxing in false holiness - Getting caught in the trap Of justifying to self - Picking out the holiest parts of my life And relating them to what is being preached - I get and give a false overview And image of myself - For I am only reviewing The good things in my life Not identifying the sinful things - The ones ignorant of God - The ones that I need to change...

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Lest you forget - There is hype And within it You've captured my heart - I want to live for you - Well, for now anyway - I'm prepared to be on fire for you now But back home it's different - Back at home my friends aren't the same, I don't have the same joy And I don't have room for you...

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Wholly return - "I am yours Jesus - Forever yours, And as soon as I get back home I'm gonna do everything right for you, Lord..." Sincere words From a hope filled and committed servant, But these dreams are often So easily broken and forgotten...

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Worse for wear - Do you realise what it does to us? Each time you walk in Flaunting as much skin as possible - Even without meaning to - "They're just comfortable" "I like how they look on me" You cause us to struggle And often enough also to sin. Do you realise how distracting it is To have a beautiful girl talking to you And a beautiful cleavage also so close by?...

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Rack off - I walk past the magazine stand And busty female figures Greet me with seductive smiles. Two dimensional prints Evolving a way of sin - Lust now able to be committed Whilst browsing through nearly any magazine...

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You can never escape from All - Yearning to be lost in a fiction, A fantasy of my own devising - The ease of living, The ease of joy; All answer by my devising And thus it is a shallower world - But it is comfortable. All my possible mistakes Fade into inconsequentiality As the story continues...

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Blanketed - My heart Weighed down immeasurably Struggles to keep on the surface - God is lost in the depression, And my deflated soul Seems to reject going to Him. So many things have happened today - So many stupid things...

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lessons in immortality - I arrive back again And an odd feeling dominates and quietens me - I had arrived Thinking I knew a fair bit About God and His ways, But now do I get here And know that I know so little...

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Up in smoke - The stars cascade down, Numerous colours: Fading, Exploding anew. The thump Goes through my body And bursts in my ears. The bombardment continues And I look at the true stars beyond...

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Reciprocate - Splintering light Gracing the horizons; The sunset's pastels Painting a picture - In it, I see God's love...

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Battle weary - My soul is a confused state of affairs And I know not what it is. It will know what is right And will yet dwell upon what is not - In its midst lie shadows Each ready to subtly rise And whisper desires - Something that I may abhor Yet it appeals still...

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Basic hunger - I am weary for lack of hunger - I lie in a rut of my own devising And my soul threshes without content Within my silent body; I wish Your work well, But have no passion To myself be a part of it...

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Grip the spear - I watch myself see a choice - A choice so obvious this time - Right and wrong; I watch myself And see me make the wrong decision... I close my eyes And I see: Each sin I allow Every diversion from God's will for me - A nail held to a wrist...

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Patchwork poncho - An ethereal masterpiece - Perceivable only through relation. Second hand reports do not suffice As they may taint the perception. A patchwork quilt surrounds - Each pattern A side of my life, my soul...

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Walk this way - "I love you as my own Son - Nothing will ever change that, Always remember that; But how can you expect to lead people to me When you aren't listening To what I have to say to them?...

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Breath of time - We can but hold life tenuously; For as this life reflects the next, The decisions we must make Are now. This life is finite Yet its directions eternal...

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Moulding process - Mould - Destructive or creative? It's in private When no one else can see; Or in public When no one else will understand: The choice is yours...

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Perfect simplicity - All I want to do Is run to a perfect simplicity - Away from issues Away from the circular arguments That thread through my thoughts. I wanna hide in a story Of simple emotion And clear black and white...

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A modern ecclesiastes - Large tracts of time I devoted And in them did not deny my mind Any sexual fantasy, Any imagination of a revelrous, Godless life; Slowly Emptiness filled As I drank in the world And drained out the Spirit...

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Misfocus - Got caught up In my obvious sin; While focusing on external influence My internal health declined. Above all things: To love. ...

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Blessèd Vessel - I used to be afraid that I would become a shell - That the person that I was Would be lessened and deleted In an effort to be available for the Holy Spirit - And then I thought That I need not fear, Because He is much holier than I And so what He would be in me Would be much greater Than anything I might achieve...

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Don't worship a mirror! - Do not fall, Do not be fooled, Do not worship That which God has given. Love nature And wonder at it - Love all of it - Every element, Organism and facet - But do not worship it...

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Creation echoes - Morning air; Echoes of singing Greeting the sun, Echoes of something more. Then gone. A beast Lovely. An echo, Distorted by distance. Gone...

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Mirror, not window - In this world: All that is truly good, All that is truly love: Reflections of Jesus. Mirrors, Creations, Crutches: Melted away, But Creator remains...

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Hindsight sin - Repulsive, Yet attractive. Stumbled so often And lusted For what is not mine to enjoy; Bare skin, Seductive glances - So beautiful and pure In my mind...

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Voluntary blindness - Struggling to find some room to think. Temptation lurks in habits And hides in so many forms - Distracting me as I let them. It's so easy to lose sight...

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without peace - persistent I live on a crust of my soul - secluded separated something is wrong movement below...

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Rebirth - It's comfortable It's warm... It's what I know. "I want to let these things Run their course..." It's easier, But so much more dangerous...

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Thankful yet thankless - You deserve so much more Than this unfaithful renegade That half-heartedly attempts to serve... You deserve faultlessness, Yet I am cracked all over...

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Time prostitution - So many hours, So many days... Just these past few hours, I had choices: I could've prayed I could've read I could've written. Instead I chose to tempt myself...

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Unredeemed double - Unaware. Of actions and repercussions. Sliding from one life And into its unredeemed double. Unaware of the change Oblivious of the compromise...

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Empty promise - Promise of fulfilment by flesh. A thirst not easily quenched. A fire that re-ignites With a touch of heat Or a waft of an idea...

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Irreconcilable - One life Yet two. Opposing Contradicting Beyond what could possibly be counted healthy...

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Intent - Enslaving: Compelling Yet voluntary. A picture - Empty but for the life I give it...

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Undeniable hypocrisy - My own life Denies what I say I believe. My actions Denying my beliefs. Or do they? For I believe That the law is unattainable On this earth, Bar One who is already come...

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Lifeache - To walk into a room And expect More than what is there. There is an emptiness. Every side of life: Something is lacking...

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